Chương 842: The Story of Ling and Heng (105)

When she saw an empty seat, she walked over.

"Are you new here? Don't you know the rules?" Seeing a girl in a white skirt entering the door and going straight to the less crowded side, Paul immediately looked suspiciously at her.

Feng Ling turned to look at him and lowered her face with a seemingly nervous look, no longer moving.

"Come and sit here." Paul patted a very small space beside him.

Feng Ling walked past without hesitation. When she came to him and was about to sit beside him, her wrist was suddenly taken by a hand. The skinny yellow-haired man who looked sophisticated yet decisive dragged her to his lap. Feng Ling sat on his lap and her face showed no emotion. When the man was about to lift her chin to take a closer look, she quickly picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and put it to his mouth after pouring a glass of wine, saying seductively, "Sir, please drink~"